Ok.. Where do I start? Somehow, my heart circles back to my college days when I think of good times. Here is another posting that I would like to share. This incident happened when I was in my second year studies of undergraduate course.
It was 16th December 2002; got up early in the morning wore blue shirt and cream color pant. The shirt had a small writing on the pocket named Kajaniks. On this same day there was four other guys wore the same colored shirt and pants with Kajaniks logo on their pocket. After being to temple I had a cup of milk and took off to College. It was a special day for me as it marked my existence on this world by increasing the value of Age = Age + 1. But why others chose to wear the same type of dress, I still don’t know, may be because they loved me so much? Or maybe I dominated most of the time with my decisions on this group? I still really don’t know. My group in UG had five people Karthik, Jawahar, Nirmal, Krishnaraj and Somu. Now you should have realized what Kajaniks stood for. We had a unmatched bonding amongst all the groups that existed in our class.
We were planned well in advance of going to a movie on this day to celebrate my age factor by cutting cake in the theater. Like Jyothika in the movie poovellam kaetuppar. I even communicated this plan to some of the close teachers that we know off. The first period was discrete mathematics and we five of us were sitting in the first row. After seeing us in same dress (uniform), staff started asking what is special today. And I took a box full of chocolates from the desk and gave it with a smile on my face. She asked me “oh is it your birthday?, then why does others wearing the same dress like you?”. I had nothing to say except to valinjify and smile. (Many say, I am good in doing that).
The second period was Applied Mathematics II – Hell ya, see so many maths period. But this professor was too cool, his name is Marshall Antony and we borrowed hundred rupees from him stating that we are planning to go for a movie this afternoon. He gave us the cash and said “Naan, kaasu kuduthennu yaaru kittayum soleedadheenga pa”. Sir kitaye kaasu vangeetu poi padam paatha modhal pasanga naangala dhan irupom. :)
I don’t remember what the third period was, but during that period, everyone in the class came to knew that the most studious group is bunking the afternoon session for a movie and the news spread across the class just like a forest fire and to my surprise everyone in the class wants to come for the movie. I was happy and pride that my birthday is being celebrated in a grand way. Then in the fourth period, we did nothing but orchestrating and involved in collecting money across the class and confirmed if we had enough cash for the movie. After the fourth period we were all set for going to the theater and few guys and girls sat back in the class just because of the reasons that they are too studious or their parents were part of the same college.

Our class is located just adjacent to the staff room, so the staffs would get to monitor what we are doing during the breaks and also especially to watch out those folks who are bunking class in the noon. If a guy takes his bag and goes out, then it is an indication that he is not going to turn out to the class in the noon session. On this day, Harish, we call him muttai (egg) because of his short and stout character. He will be looking very much like a little dwarf. Ok, this is a funny incident, when everyone was dodging to go out of the class in different fashions, Harish was the guy who was caught behind by our class advisor Ramalingam and questioned where he was heading to. He has stated that he is going for lunch and be back in the afternoon session. But he never returned for the afternoon session rather he was with us enjoying and whistling for the movie April Madhathil.

We were late for the movie by few minutes, but still we did not miss much. Everyone got a ticket and we were in the theater whistling, dancing and enjoying the movie. In the interval Jawahar had bought the cake and also a silver knife (made by him), yeah his family business is gold business. So he knew little about melting and making metals in to the shape he desires. We did not have a table to keep the cake so, few of my friends held the cake for me to cut, and I was feeling pride, josh, fun, nervous everything. When the knife met the cake it was up with roars of sound around me and I enjoyed every moment of it. I have not celebrated any of my birthdays till date to this grand manner. It has been one of the most memorable incidents in my life so far.
The next day in my college was even more thrilling as professors came to the class and stood for an hour without taking any sessions or even opening their mouth. The info was cascaded to the professors from my then enemy Prabhakaran conveying to the class advisor that we went to April Madhathil movie. I did not speak to that idiot for several months from then and it was him again who initiated the dialogue with me during our Industrial Visit. To add fuel to the burning fire, it was again the idiot Prabhakaran went to the professor asking “Naanga enna pannom, engalukku class edunga nu”. I would never forgive that idiot for this.
Every professor asked me if I was the one who orchestrated the movie plan. I had nothing to say other than no. I accepted to the fact that we all went for a movie. I was even prepared if I was asked to bring my parents to college, as I had this plan already communicated to my mom and dad. Obviously my parents would feel bad if I had to get them to college to get blame on them, but still I was prepared for it. But later in the day they did not ask any of us to bring parents. In fact the staffs were confused on what they could do as they have not seen obedient Kajaniks doing so. And later, on the end of the day they agreed to take classes starting from the next day. For me, I did not lose much on this day as I felt I got to enjoy one more day just sitting idle in the class :).
This incident was also one of the reason for me in not getting the best outgoing student award, where as it went to my then enemy Prabhakaran. My college days were so much fun and I had the best of three years, though I don’t remember today of what I learnt, I am happy to be part of such thrilling moments and I will always remember such fascinating incidents.

superu! very nice post... brings a lot of nostalgic moments i had in college too
ReplyDeletei was an OUTSTANDING student in my college for all he 4 yrs :-) not a single staff spared me :-D for my atrocities in the class :-)
This brings me 1 other topic to discuss. We all (including me) somehow proudly accept or say that we have bunked our college and classes. Is that the way we all need to be? I have said the following saying many times; "if we dont do these then we aren't fully completed our college courses". But, how far is this true?
ReplyDeleteI will also do a analogous comparison to another situation. I have heard some parents saying their kid as very naughtly and vaalu (tamil term for being naughty) and some even say their kids as Rowdy, does not listen to them and then they always feel proud about it. I have questioned them on why should they feel proud about something that in real world is not ideally desired. Active is a good word but anything above that may be bad for the kid as he grows up.
I am comparing the same situation here. If we were enjoying cutting classes in college, do we enjoy the same way by cutting our work hours?
Thoughts folks?
Dude...How can you remove such details man...Blue Shirt etc...Wow..Enviable Memory...
ReplyDeleteIt brought my college life back to my memories... Million dollars will not get us back those days...
hey were u supposed to be the best outgoing student? mudila! nice post...lucky you :)
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